Longevity, Starting From Raising Chickens

Chapter 53 Killing the Chicken

Under the silent night, streams of various colors flashed across the sky from time to time.

So that the stars in the sky became much dim.

Wang Ba, who saw this scene from the window lattice, couldn't help but lowered his head and sighed.

There are so many Qi Refining disciples outside, how can he escape!

He could only turn his helplessness into appetite and fight hard with the spiritual chicken in the casserole.

It wasn't until late at night that he could gather even a drop of Yin Shen's power. Then he had no more energy left and fell into a deep sleep. He didn't even notice Jia Qi jumping into his bed to sleep.

When I woke up in the morning, I found that the chicken shit Jia Qi had put on the bed had dried...

The culprit came over with a shy face and got close to Wang Ba.

He was so angry that he pulled Jiawu and beat him severely.

"Look what you have given birth to!"

"Giggle!"

Jia Wu tilted his head, looking confused.

I am a male!

Anyway, Wang Ba is really reluctant to beat Jia Qi. After all, Jia Qi's progress is really gratifying.

His body is extremely flexible and he can easily perform three volleys, turning back and pounce to kill. His movement trajectory is simply unpredictable, and his destructive power often surprises Wang Ba.

Anyway, Wang Ba had a vague feeling that among the four sect disciples in Dingjiuzhuang, except for the monk surnamed Shi who couldn't tell the difference, the other three were probably no match for Jia Qi.

Of course, if they have other means, it's hard to tell.

"It's a pity that there is no spirit beast bag!"

Wang Ba couldn't help but sighed again.

If you have a spirit beast bag, you can summon Jia Qi to protect you at any time. The monks on the first three levels of Qi Refining may not be able to hurt him.

Coupled with the jade pendant that Zhao Feng gave him, he might have a chance to escape unscathed when faced with ordinary Qi Refining monks.

Of course it's still the same sentence, but it's a pity that there is no spirit beast bag.

Wang Ba didn't hesitate. After training Jia Qi without a hitch, he quickly prepared chicken feed for the rare chickens and spiritual chickens in his farm.

He received a few more buckets of chicken feed from Lao Hou, and then shoveled the chicken manure quickly with all his strength.

What surprised Wang Ba was that Niu Yong's brother still didn't come today.

This made Wang Ba vaguely have a bad guess in his mind.

But he was too busy now and couldn't wait all the time. After leaving a message on the door with charcoal, he didn't dare to delay for a moment and went to Dingjiuzhuang.

Originally, according to Elder Qian's arrangement, Wang Ba went there every afternoon.

But when Wang Ba arrived, Tao Yi had just finished his breakfast.

"Hey, you came early enough!"

Tao Yi was a little surprised when he saw Wang Ba.

"Haha, if you finish your work earlier, you can go back and rest earlier."

Wang Ba said with a smile.

As he said that, he took the initiative to clean up the chicken feed trough and pick up eggs.

The movement quickly attracted three other monks.

The monk surnamed Shi in the middle room frowned and opened the door. When he saw Wang Ba cleaning, his frown relaxed slightly.

He nodded to Tao Yi and immediately returned to his room.

Lin Yu did not come out, but opened the window from his own room, took a look, and then closed it.

Only the young man in white robe who was breathing in the morning saw Wang Ba and couldn't help shouting:

"Have you washed your hands? Don't dirty the shovel handle!"

"Chu Erniu, shut your mouth!"

Before Wang Ba could speak, Tao Yi stood up with eyes wide open.

The boy in white robe shrank his head, but he still frowned guiltily: "My name is not Chu Erniu! My name is Chu Batian!"

"Don't think that if you give yourself a arrogant name, you won't be who you are, Chu Erniu! Chu Erniu!"

Tao Yi laughed.

The young man in white robe was so angry that he stamped his feet, but he did not dare to do anything to fellow senior Tao Yi. He gave Wang Ba a hard look, then slammed the door and went back into the house.

"Thank you Brother Tao Yi!"

Wang Ba said sincerely.

"Why are you so polite? I hate people who don't treat ordinary people as human beings. Our parents and ancestors are all mortals. Why are you pretending!"

Tao Yi waved his hand.

Wang Ba nodded in agreement, and he had a good sense of Tao Yi.

After being busy for a while, he seemed to have inadvertently led the male rooster, which had absorbed the life essence, past Tao Yi's eyes alone.

To Wang Ba's relief, Tao Yi was completely indifferent.

After a while, Lin Yu lazily walked out of the house, carrying a basin and looking straight away, ignoring Wang Ba and Tao Yi.

He also paid no attention to the male spiritual rooster.

This is not what Wang Ba expected.

Chu Erniu, the young man in white robe, did not come out, but Wang Ba estimated that he would be even less likely to find out.

After busying for a while, he distributed the chicken feed into various chicken feed troughs, and the monk surnamed Shi finally walked out of the house again.

"Good morning, Senior Brother Shi."

"Good morning, Senior Brother Shi."

Tao Yi and Lin Yu said hello to the monk surnamed Shi at the same time.

The monk surnamed Shi nodded, his hands behind his back expressionlessly, and he glanced around among the chickens.

The spiritual chicken is an extraordinary creature and usually does not get sick, so it is just a formality for him to walk around. As expected, after watching the whole circle, it is no different from usual.

At this moment, Chu Erniu, a young man in white robe, suddenly walked out of the house again: "Senior Brother Shi, I haven't enjoyed the spiritual chicken this month yet, can you help me pick one?"

"today?"

The monk named Shi frowned again.

Chu Erniu seemed a little afraid of the monk surnamed Shi, but he still nodded.

The monk surnamed Shi glanced at the other party, then slowly touched a few chickens from a group of chickens, and finally picked out one.

"This is the only benefit for our disciples to raise chickens here. Each person can receive a spiritual chicken every month."

Tao Yi introduced Wang Ba casually.

Wang Ba nodded, and to his relief, the monk surnamed Shi didn't seem to see any problems.

As a result, Chu Erniu's voice came from the side: "Hey, that handyman, kill the chicken for me."

"I said you're not done yet, right?"

Tao Yi couldn't help but glare at Chu Erniu.

But Chu Erniu said confidently: "The handyman is here to serve us! I didn't do anything to him, what's wrong with letting him kill chickens?"

"Chu Erniu, are you itchy..."

"Shangxian, let me come."

Wang Ba said carefully.

"You don't understand. You haven't had much contact with this spiritual chicken. Although it is a broiler chicken, it is usually obedient, but it does not recognize people when it is about to be killed. If a mortal is not careful, his hand will be pecked off. He just knows this Oh, I’m just trying to laugh at you..."

Tao Yi hurriedly tried to dissuade him.

However, it couldn't stop Chu Er Niu's eyes and quick hands, and he had already stuffed a male spiritual chicken into Wang Ba's hand.

"Chu Erniu!"

Tao Yi stared and rolled up his sleeves.

Chu Erniu hurriedly jumped aside, taking the time to show an expression of watching the excitement.

The monk surnamed Shi stood aside and watched the farce, frowning, but he didn't have the slightest intention to speak.

Lin Yu was planning to go back to the house, but when he saw this scene, he was a little worried that the handyman who had finally arrived would be maimed by Chu Erniu, a fool again.

It doesn't matter if the handyman is disabled, but when the time comes, he has to pick up eggs by himself, which delays his practice.

He couldn't help but stop, thinking about whether he should get a healing medicine or something later.

It’s just that I can’t bear to part with it.

However, Wang Ba's performance was beyond everyone's expectations.

He came up and pinched the chicken's mouth, turned it back, scraped the chicken's neck with the knife in his hand, and scraped the chicken feathers to one side. Then he lifted the knife and dropped it, sizzling...

"Don't spill chicken blood..."

Chu Erniu couldn't help shouting.

However, he was surprised to find that Wang Ba had already been prepared. The palm that held the chicken's mouth was spread out with two fingers to hold the knife. The other hand had quickly brought a sea bowl and caught the chicken blood in full, almost without spilling it. Come out a drop!

This smooth and fluid chicken-cutting action was sophisticated and ruthless, killing with one blow, and the speed was far beyond ordinary people. Everyone who saw it was a little surprised.

Tao Yi looked at Wang Ba, as if meeting him for the first time.

Lin Yu, on the other hand, took a little extra look at Wang Ba, and felt that this handyman seemed a little different from the previous ones, of course, that was all.

Among them, especially Chu Erniu, he felt that his neck was cold for no reason.

I couldn't help but question: "You...you haven't had much contact with spiritual chickens..."

Before Wang Ba had time to explain, the monk surnamed Shi suddenly spoke and said something that surprised the other three people even more:

"How could he not have come into contact with... We have two spiritual chickens here, which he cultivated and offered as offerings."

After a pause, he said again:

"After cleaning this afternoon, come and see me."

After saying that, the monk surnamed Shi glanced at Wang Ba and left.

(end of this chapter)